A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

Wutong was agile; she flipped herself up, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it at her.

My aunt was hit on the buttocks and screamed in pain.

"You've gone too far! You even hit your great-aunt! When you die and go to the underworld, see how the King of Hell deals with you! He'll skin you alive and tear your tendons out!"

Wutong then picked up the second stone, held it tightly in her hand, and looked at her coldly: "Today is Ruolan's wedding day. If you know what's good for you, behave yourself. If you dare to act recklessly again, I'll smash your head open!"

Auntie was wary of the stone in her hand, knowing she really dared to smash it, so she stopped scolding her and instead pointed at the closed door and scolded Ruolan.

"You heartless bitch! If it weren't for me, would you have been so lucky to marry into Master Zhou's family? You're not grateful at all, and you even sold the land to someone else. Ruolan, I thought you looked gentle and weak, like a good girl, but you're just like Wutong, turning your back on people without a second thought!"

The door was quiet, without the slightest sound. It was unclear whether Ruolan inside had heard anything.

Given Ruolan's personality, even if she heard it, she wouldn't come out and argue with her aunt.

I'm afraid she's hiding in her room, secretly wiping away her tears.

Wutong frowned as she imagined the scene, grabbed the stone, walked up to her aunt, and asked coldly, "Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, don't blame me for being impolite!"

My aunt was so frightened that she trembled all over and ran away in her cloth shoes.

Before Wutong could even breathe a sigh of relief, a rough hand landed on her shoulder again. When she turned around, she saw it was Gen Ge'er.

"Wutong, my mother said that Young Master Zhou thinks you are too fierce and refuses to marry you, but only wants to marry Ruolan, is that right?"

Wutong rolled her eyes: "What's it to you?"

If his mother hadn't been so aggressive, would she be so fierce? She was driven to this by them!

Genge chuckled foolishly, "I was thinking, no one in this village dares to marry you, how about you marry me as my concubine? I won't mind."

"To be your concubine?" Wutong stared at him in disbelief.

Genge thought she was startled by this sudden "surprise," so he reached out and put his arm around her waist: "Yes, yes, my mother definitely won't agree to the position of the main wife, but being a concubine shouldn't be a problem, as long as you obediently listen to her from now on, I'll..."

I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!

Wutong clenched her fists and kicked him hard in the groin.

"Fuck you! I'll make sure you never have any descendants!"

Gen Ge let out a miserable howl, clutched his treasure and took a big step back, pointing at her and cursing wildly!

"Wutong, you filthy bitch, you don't know what's good for you! I should have just strangled you two sisters back then!"

At first?

Strangle him?

Wutong realized something and was about to chase after him, but Genge'er had already realized he had spoken out of turn and ran away quickly.

"Hmph! You want to take me as a concubine and make me serve that woman? Dream on..."

Wutong cursed a few times and sat down, chasing away the annoying mother and son, which made her feel better.

But as soon as he turned his head and saw the quiet door, he immediately became depressed again.

Ruolan is getting married, so it's time for her to leave.

It wasn't until lunchtime that Ruolan secretly ran out, and the two finally met.

She wore a bright red dress, and her face was covered with tacky makeup made of red paper. Her face, which was originally pitiful, was forcibly made to look cheerful.

only……

Ruolan looked at Wutong's shoulders in surprise: "What are you doing carrying a bundle?"

Wutong smiled and said, "Let's go."

"Are you really leaving? Zhou Pan'an said that if you don't have a place to stay right now, you can stay at his house without any problem."

Zhou Pan'an certainly didn't mind; he was enjoying himself immensely, with women on both sides.

Wutong silently grumbled to herself, saying, "Don't try to persuade me anymore. From the very first day I arrived, I wanted to leave. No matter what happens after I get out, I won't regret it. It's just a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

“We know that my aunt’s family committed murder and seized real estate, but we cannot let them receive the punishment they deserve.”

It was just a guess at first, but what Gen Ge said this morning confirmed it.

As Wutong spoke, a look of annoyance appeared in her eyes.

Ruolan sighed and said, "In a place like this, it's good enough to just survive... Wutong, since you're going out, I happen to have something to give you."

She pulled a sheathed dagger from the sleeve of her wedding dress and handed it to Wutong.

Wutong curiously pulled out the dagger and glanced at it. It wasn't a particularly good weapon, but the blade was sharp and still had some lethality, making it perfect for self-defense.

"Where did you get it?"

Ruolan said, "Zhou Pan'an kept it in his study for cutting paper. I secretly took it here, hoping it can help you."

Wutong's eyes were a little moist.

Although Ruolan didn't go with her, she still cared about her.

The two were best friends before they traveled through time. They arrived here at the same time, and even though they had different beliefs, they were still each other's only support.

"Thank you, Ruolan."

"There's one more thing... I've thought about it for a long time, and I'm definitely going to tell you."

Ruolan looked steadily into her eyes, her face filled with shame: "To be honest, when we were in the car accident, what I wanted to tell you was that I didn't reject that senior's confession. We got together in our second year of university... We had planned to go abroad together this time, but I never expected this to happen. It's probably God's punishment for me..."

"Ruolan, you're so foolish." Wutong's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Have you forgotten the last thing I said to you?"

"You said...you wished me happiness..." Ruolan gasped, then asked in shock, "So you already knew?"

Wutong didn't say anything, but the truth was obvious.

Ruolan burst into tears instantly, unable to hold back her tightly, "Wutong, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

The sound of a village woman searching for her bride could be heard from the side.

Wutong pushed her away and said earnestly, "From now on, let's each go our own way. I hope we'll have a chance to meet again."

"Yes! You don't need to worry about me. I'm Zhou Pan'an's man now, and no one will dare to do anything to me."

As Ruolan walked and talked, she turned back to look at her one last time as she rounded the corner and waved to her.

Wutong whispered, "Goodbye..."

Before she finished speaking, Ruolan's figure had already disappeared.

The midday wind swept through the entire village, and a leaf slowly twirled and fell, landing on top of a sycamore tree.

It's almost autumn.

Wutong carefully placed the dagger inside her clothes, wrapped it with her belt, and left.

However, she didn't go to the exit Zhou Pan'an had pointed out to her that day, but instead went to her aunt's house.

Everyone is having a feast at Master Zhou's house now, so she can take this opportunity to avenge her "mother" who has never spoken a word.

My great-aunt's house has two buildings in the yard: one is the house where she lives, and the other is a granary used to store the harvested rice.

Wutong found some firewood, lit it, and threw it into the barn.